Lang heart like me

Chapter 910 Extra Story: White Fox

In the mountains in the early morning, there is a little fragrance of flowers in the air, and the whole mountain forest is filled with a layer of light mist, as light as the yarn in my basket.I gently rubbed my gauze in the emerald green stream, so that the green hills were green and the green willows were full of smoke.

I know that he would come to this stream every day to recite poems on that mirror-smooth bluestone.I will wash gauze by the stream that he must pass, waiting for a beautiful encounter with him.He came gently, holding a book, with a handsome face, clean and calm.

Moo lightly, ashamed as a crabapple after the rain, in his amazing eyes, I left with a smile on my face.

One day, he looked at me with flustered eyes, and asked in a soft voice, like the wind blowing through the weeping willows, girl, why are you alone in this mountain?
I droop my eyebrows, and the pear nest is shallow. Isn't the young master alone in this mountain?

His face flushed slightly, he hurriedly lowered his head, but couldn't bear it, he raised his eyes to look at me, his four eyes collided, and they turned away from each other.

He lives in a simple thatched house on the mountain, surrounded by mountain flowers.

On a quiet night, I came to his window and watched him study hard under the dim light, thinking or thinking, shaking his head and groaning in a low voice, or writing hard.The light reflected on his face, which was covered with a slight blush.

I gently called the door, he opened the door to see me, slightly startled, a little embarrassed, girl you...

I smiled lightly, went into the room, read his handwriting, like a blue dragon going out to sea, and an eagle hitting the sky.I praised slightly, and glanced at him, he was staring at me with a pair of handsome eyes, clear and bright.

I smiled lightly, am I beautiful?
He smiled foolishly, beautiful, as beautiful as a fox fairy.

Then you can call me Fox, I smiled, and the thatched cottage was filled with spring in an instant.

I lived in his thatched cottage, chopped firewood, cooked for him, and sewed clothes. Although we had never been officially married, even though we had never been married, I was already his wife, and I was fulfilling my responsibilities as a wife.

I admire his talent, his ambition, and also like his tenderness, tenderness and consideration for me.

In my spare time, he plays the flute and I play the piano to sing clear songs. The concubine's love is like lingering water.On the night of the full moon, I will put on my cloud dress that is as white as snow and as thin as onion wings, and in the light of the moonlight as light as water, I will gently dance my waist that is as soft as a willow in the wind, Like a hibiscus in clear water, it is gorgeous but not demonic.

But one day, he looked at me with meticulous, loving and reluctant eyes.He gently called my name, Hu'er, I'm leaving, I'm going to the capital to take the exam.

I gently took his hand and let his eyes wander on me, you go, cherish all the way.

I twisted my fingers and gave him a soft look, and then sang softly:

Cherish parting, cherish parting, send infinite love on strings.The sound of the strings is like running water, and there is no return date for the resentful man.

Cherish parting, cherish parting, my heart follows your body.Swallows fly together in the forest, Pan Lang misses his wife all the time.

Finally, under my exhortations and reluctance, he left step by step, looking back, and I stood in the wind and stared for a long time.

After several months, there was no news of him. When I rushed to the capital, I learned that he was not only the number one scholar in high school, but also the son-in-law of King Qin. His wedding date is tomorrow, and the announcement has been announced to the world.I was struck by lightning, almost fainted, and the most ruthless person in the world is nothing more than that.His tenderness and sweetness are fleeting, and my gentleness and thoughtfulness are no match for that glory and wealth.

There was joy in Zhuangyuan's mansion. He drank with all the guests, dressed in new red clothes, and smiled happily.

I came slowly, raised my eyes gently, and looked at him with a faint look, my heart could only be broken in my heart.I can't describe the look in his eyes, shocked, flustered, confused...

Avoiding his eyes, I danced my cloud clothes lightly, and sang the song of Sauvignon Blanc while dancing.

Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flow to Guazhou ancient ferry.Wu Shan was a little sad.

Think yoyo, hate yoyo, and hate it when you return.Yueming people leaned on the building.

I danced the last dance for him, just looking back at his step by step when he was rushing for the exam in the past.This is our parting dance. In my fluttering white clothes, the tenderness and sweetness of the vows of eternal love have all turned into nothingness.

From then on, Xiao Lang saw me like a passer-by, and I didn't know Xiao Lang when I saw him.

From now on, Xiao Lang will call her his wife, and I will live alone in the mountains.

From then on, Xiao Lang made a pair of flowers in front of him, and I looked at the moon alone to break my heart.

After all, I didn't look at him again, and I didn't want him to see my tearful eyes.Gently rolled up my cloud clothes, bowed my head and walked away quickly.He just stood there without saying a word.

One day, Sister Magpie told me that the capital had undergone tremendous changes, and King Qin's attempted rebellion had been suppressed. King Qin and his family members were all imprisoned and executed on the same day.

King Qin rebelled?Instant execution?What about him?How could he escape this catastrophe as King Qin's son-in-law?
I can't help but feel anxious, the old warmth comes back to my heart, I'm going to the capital to save him.

Sister Magpie looked at me with extremely sad eyes, why did you save him?For a heartless person, death is not a pity...

I took her hand, sister, my sister will never hate him in my heart, because this is what my sister owes him, and my sister must repay him, everything is already doomed in the dark.

Sister Magpie looked at me with dazzling eyes, sister...

He lay quietly in the grass in a corner of the prison, his hair was disheveled and dirty, his hands and feet were bound by black chains, and his body was covered in bloody wounds.My heart hurts, and tears fall like beads.Gently brushing the messy hair on his head, staring at the sharp-edged face that was once familiar.Tears rolled down his face.

But at this moment, a golden light flashed, and a golden robed Taoist appeared in front of me.

I couldn't help being shocked, this golden-robed Taoist is the current national teacher Haotian Taoist priest!

Daoist Haotian looked at me, his eyes were full of righteousness, he was bold and evil, why didn't he practice in the mountains and fall into this world of mortals?

My eyes are blurred with tears, Master Guoshi, I fell into the world of mortals just to repay my kindness.

Daoist Haotian's eyes were like lightning, and he stretched out his hand to calculate, you will fly into the sky tomorrow and become an immortal, and you will be listed in the immortal class, are you willing to give up?Moreover, he committed the capital crime of treason, no one can save him, the imperial decree has been issued to the world, how can you change it?

I knelt on the ground, with a begging voice, Master Guoshi, if I can save Lang Yi's life, I am willing to sacrifice everything, even my own life in exchange for his.

Haotian looked at me, are you really willing to die for him?You don't regret it?
I looked at Lang with infinite tenderness, stretched out my hand, gently stroked his face, straightened his messy hair gently, and then said three words gently but unquestionably, I don't regret it.

Haotian shook his white beard, okay, the poor way will help you.

I turned into Lang's appearance and went to the execution ground for him, and Lang has also been changed and sent back to the thatched cottage where he used to study hard.

On the execution ground, I looked at the crowds of people around me, stood up, and sang loudly.

Do you still remember the heavy rain thousands of years ago.There is a wounded fox that gets into your sleeve, and you wash the wound and take good care of it.

I am the white fox, the white fox you released thousands of years ago.After several lifetimes of reincarnation, I searched hard for you, only to take a deep look at you thousands of years ago.

The light of the knife flashed, and under the light of the knife, my head was in a different place, and I turned into my original shape, a thousand-year-old white fox as white as snow.

With a long soul, I drifted away with the wind, and turned into nothingness along with Lang's old vows of eternal love.

Sister Magpie handed over my body to him, his heart-piercing trombone in despair, and I could never see him again.

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